It is now the last month of my sophomore year at Roosevelt High. Much has happened since my last entry in this chronicle of my harrowing humiliations. I regret to say that my physical development is still way behind that of the other boys, as I still have not begun puberty, much to my chagrin. Even more regrettably, my underdeveloped body has been put on display against my will on more than one occasion. As painful as it may be I feel I should bring the reader up to speed on these most unfortunate occurrences.

Small Penis Humiliation

As you may recall, I left you with the story of the incident that led to my present state of servitude to Mitch, Reggie, Marcia, and anyone else that they want to include in their sadistic reign of terror at my expense. That took place in December of my freshman year. After that horrible experience I returned to school the next day with considerable trepidation. For the first three days after that I managed to avoid all of my antagonists. But on the following day I was sitting alone in the cafeteria eating my lunch when I raised my head to the sound of giggling girls at the table across from me. To my chagrin I spotted Marcia with three of her girlfriends. Marcia was doing all the talking and they were all looking at me, laughing heartily. Obviously she was relating the story of how she witnessed my forced stripping in the backseat of the car a few days before. My face turned beet red when I realized what was transpiring, which only seemed to enhance the merriment of the girls. I tried not to look at them but when I glanced up again Marcia was holding her index finger and thumb less than two inches apart, eliciting a loud chorus of laughter. I had thought that I had managed to cover myself up that day, but obviously Marcia had caught a glimpse of my manhood, or, in this case, my boyhood. In any case, the embarrassment was more than I could take. Leaving my lunch at the table, I clumsily got up, flushing ever so brightly, and made a hasty exit to the sounds of the giggling girls. I’m blushing right now, just thinking of that dreadful encounter.

Under Mitch’s Control

But that was nothing compared to my next awful experience the following week. This was when Mitch decided to test his newfound control over me. It was an early afternoon during my free period. As luck would have it, Mitch had a free period at the same time. I was leaning against a tree catching a few rays when I heard his voice. I opened my eyes and saw him standing over me. “Well, well, Blondie,” he said. “I’ve been looking for you the past few days. You’re not trying to avoid me, are you Blondie?”

“No…no I’m not,” I answered uncomfortably.

“Well, it’s time to put our new arrangement to a test. Let’s see now, what can I have you do?” He looked around the grassy area we were occupying and located a group of five coeds standing and chatting about twenty-five yards behind us. “See those girls over there, Blondie?” I nodded my head with a strong sense of dread of what was coming next. “Good,” he continued, “I’d like you to crawl over there on all fours. I’m sure you recognize Joanna, Reggie’s girlfriend. She’s the one you refused to go ask if she wanted to see your underpants the other day, and you know how that ended for you.” I remembered all to well sitting naked in the backseat of a car driving through downtown, and being threatened with public nudity on Main Street. Again I nodded disconsolately. “When you get over there I’d like you to crawl right up to her and sniff her pussy. Just put your nose right on her jeans, take a couple of sniffs, then come crawling back.”

“Oh God,” I said with a horrified look on my face. “Please, Mitch, no, I can’t do that!”

Mitch simply pointed to the ground. I knew there was no use in pleading with him. I slumped my shoulders and started to drop down to my hands and knees. “Wait, I’m not finished,” said Mitch. “I want you to crawl over there wearing just your underpants.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I started to open my mouth and he put his hand on my lips, shaking his head. “Not another word,” he said. “Get those clothes off now or you’re nude on Main Street after school today.

The Crawl

I knew I was in a no-win situation. I stood up, and using the tree as a shield I stripped down to my underpants. Mitch watched me closely, obviously enjoying the scene. My only consolation was that there weren’t any other people around besides Mitch and the five girls. I braced myself, then again got on all fours and started crawling as fast as I could, figuring that the sooner I get the dirty deed done and over with, the better. I was about ten feet from my destination when one of the girls discovered me and screamed out.

“Holy shit, check this out!” she yelled while pointing at me. All heads turned towards me and I remember seeing at first looks of disbelief, followed by grins of amusement. If they were surprised then, imagine their shock when I crawled straight up to Joanna, planted my nose in her crotch and sniffed like a dog. I quickly turned around and started crawling back. But I didn’t get very far.

Stripped of Underpants

“You ...ing pervert!” screamed Joanna. “Let’s get him, girls!” I got only about five feet away from them before I was swarmed upon. I felt a pair of hands on the top of the back of my underpants and I remember hearing somebody say, “Take 'em off!” The five angry coeds had me pinned down on my stomach and started pulling my white briefs down.

“No! No! Please!” I screamed. But it was no use. They were intent on their goal and I was overmatched. Within seconds I felt the shameful sensation of my underpants being pulled free from my feet.

By now their anger had turned to enjoyment and they turned me over on my back, rendering me fully exposed. “Look at the pervert’s little hairless weenie,” laughed Joanna. “Hey little boy, the grammar school is down the street, what’re you doing here?” Laughter was abounding, as I struggled to get away.

“Please, let me go!” I begged through my tears. “Mitch made me do it. Please.” The girls looked over to Mitch, who was on the ground by the tree, holding his stomach and laughing hysterically.

“Okay, pervy, you can go now, but don’t think I’m done with you,” warned Joanna. “If you think you don’t like what Mitch is doing to you, just wait till you see what I've got in mind for you. What's your name, little boy?”

"Blondie," I answered. She laughed.

"All right, Blondie, we shall meet again. Now get on your hands and knees and crawl." Just what I needed, I remember thinking: another tormentor. I started crawling back towards Mitch and my clothes, but my degradation wasn’t quite over. Joanna and her friends followed me all the way back, slapping my naked ass silly. By the time I reached my clothes, all four of my cheeks were the same shade of bright red.

I quickly slipped on my jeans, noticing that my underpants were still sitting at the scene of the crime. I pulled on my shirt, grabbed my shoes and started running, pausing momentarily to pick up my stray underpants along the way. I could hear them laughing as I disappeared behind a building, shaking uncontrollably from the most distressing experience.

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